HALLOWEEN IN SQUIRREL TOWN by Ashley Sant

Halloween’s fun wherever you live,

With costumes to wear and candies to give.

On that special night folks participate;

They go trick-or-treating until it gets late.

There’s a place I know, they call Squirrel Town,

Just past city hall, then three more blocks down.

It’s filled with squirrel people who are a bit shy,

But on Halloween night, they’ll let you stop by.

On every squirrel porch, by every squirrel door

Sits a great pumpkin with a hollowed out core.

The squirrels climb up ladders with tiny foot shelves,

To hand-carve the pumpkins all by themselves.

Inside goes a candle they lower with twine

To make sure their artwork will sparkle and shine.

When the sun glow is gone, they light up the night,

Each handmade jack-o’-lantern a beautiful sight.

A tiny squirrel judge gives out an award

Based on the points the artists have scored.

Then squirrel families gather for sweet pumpkin pie.

Ask for a piece, there’s no short supply.

When candles go out and the clock strikes midnight,

The tiny squirrel people will go out of sight.

But no need to worry, they’ll all still be here

Sketching up plans for the carvings next year.